Poem July 4, 1925 Issue

[Written for the Sentinel]

Faith's Blessing

EDNA L. EARNEST

A hopeless heart, despairing,
Sends out a cry for help;
The answer comes in Love's own way,—
The Love that never fails.

A clear call breaks the silence;
No light is in the east;
Again it comes—a robin's note;
Is it the bugle call of dawn?
Again he calls, and then again,
Until the notes are merged
Into one well-strung song.
No answering note is heard;
The darkness deeper seems;
But still the song flows out,
Unfalteringly it rings;
He knows the light will come.

Doubting eyes now scan the east;
A streak of gray that lighter grows;
The darkness melts, a crimson glow
Flings out glad arms of welcome.
The song of faith is answered.

A grateful heart, rejoicing,
Sends up its thanks to God;
In dawn of hope, the glow of Truth
Dispels the night and sheds abroad
The eternal light of good.

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